Originally this was going to be a very funny, flippant exchange, but in all honesty these two have some decent-sized issues with their mother (and to a lesser degree their father) that I ultimately felt it wasn’t right to cheapen at this juncture. Mave and Mav can be pretty silly, but they’re very rarely emotionally dishonest.
As a sidenote, Mave is supposed to be doing that mocking hand-talking thing while Mav is speaking in the first panel, but idk how well that comes across. She kinda just looks like she’s trying to be sassy.
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MAV: Mom’s just really busy with work.
MAVE: And Dad’s really busy with his mistress. But you didn’t hear that from me.
In a cozy seven-room apartment in the city there lives a group of five very close, very weird, very queer friends. There’s Mav, the everyman, studying for med school, and Mave, his twin sister, who’s studying fashion and likes to throw knives, their friend Fera, an eight-star chef (in a rating system by her own design) who loves just about every sport, the group’s default mom/dad Desna, an artist as dedicated to her friends as she is to her pacifistic moral code, and of course, X, a dabbler in all things who can’t be boxed in by traditional … anything, really.
So when X, Desna, and the girls save an alien refugee from a crashed spaceship and make Mav patch it back together, they’re not exactly surprised that it fits right into their life. And they’ve seen a lot of movies, so those FBI agents knocking on the door, the alien they see out of the corner of their eyes every now and again that then vanishes like smoke in the wind–they’re basically to be expected. But seeing as half of them are at least pseudo-pacifists, Fera and X are the only ones who have been in a real fight before, and Mav and Mave’s mother is part of the very same government they’re trying to slip under the radar of, things might get tricky….
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